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Short Lil Bitch

by Blood Money

on Rio (2016)

[Intro : Blood Money]
Glo gang (turn my headphones up)
Blood
Squad
Turn up
Squad
Turn up

[Chorus : Blood Money]
Bad short lil bitch so bad she prolly a dyke (damn wah)
She go for the glo and she know we got dope like Mike (like Mike)
Won't cuff that bitch don't trust that bitch got pipe
Say her baby daddy crazy he ain't really about no fighting (what)
Run up on blood imma kill a nigga dead on site (Grrah)
Got big guap on me catch a body about once per night (hah bang)
Imma treat that bitch start doing dumb shit ain't right (huh what)
Pulled up blowing dope in a white Q7 on white (sellin' on white)
Bad short lil bitch so bad she prolly a dyke (damn damn)
She go for the glo and she know we got dope like Mike (ya already know)
Won't cuff that bitch don't trust that bitch got pipe (ruger tho)
Say her baby daddy crazy he ain't really about no fighting (fuck him)
Run up on blood imma kill a nigga dead on site (Boom Grrah)
Got big guap on me catch a body about once per night (hah bang)
Imma treat that bitch start doing dumb shit ain't right (huh)
Pulled up blowing dope in a white Q7 on white (sellin' on white)

[Verse 1 : Blood Money]
You can tell opp nigga look dirty
See the glo niggas get nerves
Twelve gauges and thirties
Twenty five thousands for a version
Black steel shit still purging
Keep dope stash in the torsion
Nigga for a lick got guns and bricks (damn)
Imma leave a nigga dead no worries
Money on me think I'mma marry
Like all red pussy no hairy (yeah)
Got a big guap on me and bad lil bitch
She remind me of Hally Berry
But money on me think imma marry
I got a AK same height as Kay
Kay
On Jay
Jay yall niggas look scared
Buy Soo mowfuckas getting buried
Imma shoot 'fore I let a nigga near me
What the fuck a broke nigga gon tell me?
Ain't shit a broke nigga won't sell me
2-7 pulled up they bailing
We wack a nigga homie they telling
Everybody in the squad got fellas
I mean guns on the back no telling (Noo)
Blood

[Chorus : Blood Money]
Bad short lil bitch so bad she prolly a dyke (damn)
She go for the glo and she know we got dope like Mike (like Mike)
Won't cuff that bitch don't trust that bitch got pipe (Boom)
Say her baby daddy crazy he ain't really about no fighting (what)
Run up on blood imma kill a nigga dead on site (Grrah)
Got big guap on me catch a body about once per night (hah)
Imma treat that bitch start doing dumb shit ain't right (huh)
Pulled up blowing dope in a white Q7 on white (sellin' on white)

[Verse 2 : Capo]
Saying baby daddy crazy that nigga ain't about no fight
Tryna prove thru some money that you are in the streets
Fuck nigga you ain't about that life (you ain't about that life)
When Lo say DJ money what what ain't right (Shit ain't right)
I remember on the block late night nigga had to tote pipes (had to tote them pipes)
Fuck nigga run up on blood and he gon lose his life (he gon lose his life)
Pull up on the light lying like baby smoking on this white (tell the boy he lying)
Got a thot but now she keep callin' I might book up her flight (don't know if am I)
And if never see a opp imma smoke the fuck nigga on site (Doowop take his life)
Baby I ain't tryna cuff I just want top in one one night (for the rest of my life)
Stay around with the Glock and I had to stay I cherish my life (I cherish my life)
She go for the glo and she know we got dope like Mike (got dope like mike)
Put one in his head if a nigga try take my ice (you ain't taking my ice)

[Chorus : Blood Money]
Bad short lil bitch so bad she prolly a dyke (damn)
She go for the glo and she know we got dope like Mike (like Mike)
Won't cuff that bitch don't trust that bitch got pipe (Boom)
Say her baby daddy crazy he ain't really about no fighting (what)
Run up on blood imma kill a nigga dead on site (Grrah)
Got big guap on me catch a body about once per night (hah)
Imma treat that bitch start doing dumb shit ain't right (huh)
Pulled up blowing dope in a white Q7 on white (sellin' on white)